1000 Blunts Song Lyrics
Hold tight, (you did good, $lick) hold tight (it’s a Smash)I’m noticing the mine, I’m noticing the mineHold tight, hold tightI’m noticing the mine, I’m noticing the mineHold tight, hold tightI’m noticing the mine, I’m noticing the mineHold tight, hold tightI’m noticing the mine, I’m noticing the mine
Yo, light that cigarette, I’m trippin’Ash it on my bitchesTaking my dose, I never skip itStill in my hood, a pistol grippingStill got a hundred bluntsGot that Bape up in my cupStay with a bitch in the cutWho stay with my dick in her gutsWetto the King of the GreySelf park, I don’t fuck with the valet, sheeshPrivate jet, fuck a delayWent to Paris and back in a dayOkay, no, I’m never okayBitch, stop askingCame up, supported my familyJust for that, they should give me a Grammy, uhRunning and ducking the slammerThinking ’bout cocking the hammerThe lights, the glitter, the glamorNone of this shit even mattersNone of this shit make me happyWound up in rehab instead of a casketLocking me up and they had the rooms paddedMade a straight jacket my fashion
Ruby da MotherfuckerGrim reaping, I’m undercoverSoul seeking, I found another bitchWho’s thinking that I’m her lover, noReason I keep on shruggingBlunt is cashed, let’s keep ’em comingOnly weed keeps me from bugging and from seeking out more destructionI’m a pro at self-doubt, but I doubt I’ll ever knowThat these bitches want me to fly ’em outJust because I upped the glowAll these fuckboys wanna be me, but they keep it on the lowAnd talk shit about me and my cousinWhile we’re thumbing through our doughAll this fame is such a curse, sometimes I wish I was a ghostWatch me raise the fucking dead next time I’m on stage at a show
Haunted, haunted, haunted, hauntedHaunted, haunted, haunted, hauntedHaunted, haunted, I can’t escape my mindIt’s like I’m doing time, all the timeExhausted, lost it, just one little lineHave this talk with God all the time, yeahHaunted, haunted, I can’t escape my mindIt’s like I’m doing time all the timeExhausted, lost it, just one little lineHave this talk with God all the time, yeah